I think we spent a past life together


I was feeling way too sad about this poor persecuted high school child who loves his coach and teacher and gets nothing but grief in return, so I decided between me and myself that Greenberg is actually 21 Jump Street-ing Beacon Hills High, partially looking for drugs (where ARE they getting their juice????), partially keeping in touch with the FBI taskforce about how many students are getting eaten by mountain lions daily, partially trying to see if there are any patterns as to which teachers are brutally murdered, etc.

Except on the day he walked into BHHS, he looked up and saw the man of his dreams. And the feeling was mutual. And Finstock almost resigned hiw position because it was so WRONG of him to be in love with his student, but the principal (whoever was principal on that particular day— I’m guessing it was the dude the Argents had killed? Or tortured until he left town???) was like “ha ha nope he’s a cop he’s actually a year older than you, you’re not allowed to quit now go win us that lacrosse championship.”

But they can’t ACT ON IT. Finstock has to protect “Greenberg” from being discovered as an undercover agent! “Greenberg” has uncovered three drug rings already*, he’s doing amazing work! He’s saving lives! Meanwhile, “Greenberg” knows that he can’t ruin Finstock’s career, and it WILL be ruined if anyone knows of their passion for one another. They try to stay away from each other, but it hurts. IT BURNS. Finstock has to assign him homework and make him run windsprints and the only way he can deal with how unfair it all is with his anger, the anger that hides the LONGING.

What you can’t see from these clips is that there was something else inside that #1 Coach mug. And it was a small box. And the box contained an engagement ring. “Greenberg” can’t wait anymore. A LIFE LIVED IN FEAR IS A LIFE HALF-LIVED.

*”Greenberg” actually feels kind of bad about it— if ever anyone needs the escape of recreational drugs, it is the kids of BHHS. Those kids have seen some SHIT. He ignores the pot and the ecstasy, just focuses on anything that might kill people.

(Source: crowleysdarlings, via whitmerule)


First illustration for kedreeva, winner of our Sterek Campaign slots! She requested Stiles as a runemage, with Derek in his wolf form and a ethereal wolf familiar at his sides.

(via zainclaw)


but stiles fucking with derek and taking advantage of his lack of werewolfy powers, though? stiles being a little shit and delightfully and loudly enjoying every little shortcomings derek now has because he’s (temporarily?) human.

stiles hiding behind the shower curtain and yelling in derek’s face to startle him.

derek gasps, backs up hurriedly against the sink and throws his toothbrush at him as a first response reflex. he swallows and chokes on a bit of toothpaste in the process and stiles runs away before derek has the time to properly recover.


stiles challenging derek to a race every day until he caves because he can’t stand hearing the question again and again.

"we start from here, we finish over there," stiles declares, pointing at vague landmarks around them.

derek crosses his arms, looking unsure. “it’s kind of a really short distan—”

stiles starts running before derek is even finished talking, and derek is forced to scramble after him, spluttering about “not being ready!” he still  catches up to him pretty easily but stiles quickens his pace at the last second and crosses the ‘finish line’ with both his arms raised. derek is right behind him, but yeah. he lost. suck it derek.

stiles collapses on the ground, breathing loud and disgusting like a dying horse. he really should exercise more, goddamn. he’s pretty sure he strained something. worth it.

"ha! not such a hot shot without your wolf powers, huh?" he heaves out.

derek is bent in half, hands on his knees. he looks way more composed and less sweaty than stiles is. he pants, “didn’t count. i would fucking win on a long distance run! and you cheated.”

"i won.”

derek rolls his eyes and doesn’t help him up, walks away, looking petulant and childish. stiles loves it and stays on the ground for a long time to catch his breath.


stiles purposefully whispering stupid stuff in scott’s ear just so he can watch derek squirm uncomfortably, straining to hear what’s being said.

"stop it," derek finally snaps. "what are you—are you talking about me?"

scott looks sheepish but unapologetic. he shrugs with one shoulder while stiles slowly backs away from him, smirking across the room at derek.

"woudn’t you like to know?" he says, trying his best to sound like a six year old.

"you’re a shithead," derek declares, turning away angrily to stare at his computer.

stiles smirks a little more, says nothing, and watches with delight the range of emotions he’s painted on derek’s face.


stiles asking his dad to teach derek how to shoot a gun. “he’s completely declawed,” he explains to him. “braeden taught him the basics, so he’s not totally useless but he’s still pretty ridiculous.”

stiles crashing the impromptu class the sheriff is giving by correcting derek’s stance with his body, tapping derek’s ankle with his foot, moving derek’s arms with his hands, plastering his chest against derek’s back to make him straighten up.

"it’s okay, dad, i got this," he announces magnanimously when his father stares at him, all squinty eyed. 

derek is absolutely rock still under stiles’s hands. “be sure to take some time to breathe after you aim. you have to take the shot as you exhale,” stiles says right against derek’s cheek, almost straight into his ear.

he takes a step back, so he’s certain that derek cannot hear or feel his beating heart or smell his sweat or whatever creepy shit werewolves do. he always has an adrenaline rush when he’s around guns, he doesn’t want derek to get like, the wrong idea or something.

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AUs meme

ladydrace asked for “Sheriff Stilinski/Meliisa McCall, 44.

He doesn’t even know why he’s at this thing. He hated this kind of thing when he was in high school, and he hates it now.

He crumpled up the invitation, but he kept hearing Claudia’s voice in his head. Come on, it might be fun. Don’t you want to see your old friends?

I have nothing in common with those people anymore. And I don’t recall Michelle Pfeiffer being in my class, which is the only way I could construe it as “fun.”

Then, teasingly, You’re not afraid, are you?

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bb!derek appears out of nowhere and the sheriff’s first reaction is STILES HAVE YOU BEEN TIME TRAVELING?!


because obviously, if stiles ever went back in time, he’d come back with a stolen derek in his pocket.

(via stephstiel)